I remember the days,
When you were here,
It was so fun,
When you joked with me.
Now when I recall,
The image of that time,
It seems that,
I saw a dream,
While sleeping..
I want to see,
That picture again,
To remove,
Confusion from my mind.
I miss the way,
You called me,
With love and sweetness,
By the name,
“Khwaraini Gerami”.
I love and miss you,
And long to see you,
I am disparately waiting,
To see you come back,
As I dream it,
Almost every night.
(2007, Islamabad)
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